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She is my servant, eager to please. I am her idol, commanding her services.
She turns to me before making any decisions in her life. Whether it's what she should eat or what people she should invite to her party. I always have an answer ready, my inspiration just beyond my reach.
When she asks how she should get her hair done, I tell her curly and to darken her hair tone.
When she asks what clothes she should buy, I tell her to buy an outfit black and made out of leather.
When she asks what make-up I would like, I tell her green.
She changes herself slowly for me, without stopping to ask why.
But it's not enough...
I'm never fully pleased and I require these changes often.
I want her to be mine, but as someone else.
I want her to be stronger, special, and sarcastic.
I don't want her to quake into my demands, and so willingly give herself into my desires.
When I lay my hands on her, I want her to slap me away, leaving me with the satisfaction of feeling her body break out in goose bumps.
I want to be the other man, always in the back of her mind.
I want her to question her decision to turn me down, when things start to get rough.
I want to have to fight for her, and always be there to make a deal with her.
I want to be linked to her in a secret, special, taxing way.
I am Paul Slater.
I want Kelly Prescott to be my Susannah Simon.
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Short drabble that popped into my head.
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